The Cold And Straight Alpha Is Always Being Flirted With By The Goddess Aunt - Chapter 3

There was no transmigrator stronger than Yan Qing, but also none weaker or more sensitive than Yan Qing.

Her delicately furrowed brows hadn’t relaxed for the entire morning. A mask, she needed a mask!

Hangyu High School was a prestigious private school in H City, filled with children from wealthy families. The scents of various ABO attributes mixed together.

Under the effect of scent patches, they should have been undetectable. However, due to her cultivation in her previous life, Yan Qing’s senses were a thousand times more acute than ordinary people’s.

As she entered the third year class six, where the original host belonged, a cheerful, unfamiliar female voice came from behind her.

“Qinghe, you’re finally here.” Zhang Siyu, sitting in the back row, craned her neck and hugged Yan Qing’s arm tightly.

Yan Qing turned her eyes. She was an ordinary Beta girl, wearing glasses, with delicate features and lively eyes.

Yan Qing leaned closer and smelled the human scent on the Beta, counting her fingers and moving away from this unfamiliar person she had just met.

For the original host, Zhang Siyu was certainly not a stranger; she was the original host’s friend and one of her errand runners.

Zhang Siyu, from an ordinary Beta background, was able to attend Hangyu High School not by luck, but by her top-tier academic performance. Due to her limited means, her relationship with the underachiever Yan Qinghe was established through: running errands, giving answer hints during teacher questions, providing exclusive notes for top students, and so on…

The seat behind Zhang Siyu was the original host’s spot. Yan Qing sat down based on her memory.

“Here, this is the Z-brand breakfast you have to prepare every day.” Zhang Siyu presented it with both hands.

Last semester, Yan Qinghe had been bringing Ji Qianqian breakfast for over two months, always asking Zhang Siyu to help carry it, just in case Ji Qianqian sometimes forgot to eat.

On her way to school, Zhang Siyu conveniently passed by this old, famous breakfast shop, where many people queued daily.

Including the errand fee, Yan Qinghe would give her money for two breakfasts.

“Why do I need this?” Yan Qing asked, resisting the urge to cover her nose.

Students crisscrossing between tables and chairs, playful conversations, various scents… it was a bit suffocating.

Yan Qing’s cultivation world was rich in spiritual energy. Having spent ten years in seclusion in a cave dwelling, she was unaccustomed and extremely uncomfortable in this environment where so many different kinds of mortals appeared.

“To give to Miss Ji Qianqian, of course,” Zhang Siyu replied as if it were obvious.

“Hehe, is there some kind of smell in this classroom?” Zhang Siyu sniffed, seeing Yan Qing’s movements, but couldn’t smell anything.

“No, I’m just not feeling well. Just keep your distance from me.”

Ji Qianqian, sitting in the front row, had already eaten breakfast, but she knew Yan Qing brought her breakfast every day. She smiled and accepted it, but always secretly threw it in the trash after class.

She didn’t like it, but she didn’t refuse it either. She had a peculiar malicious pleasure in accepting the Alpha’s courtship.

“Little Sister Qinghe, are you going to give me breakfast?” Ji Qianqian came over to get it herself, having waited for a long time without Yan Qing delivering it.

Seeing the young lady approaching, Yan Qing replied faintly, “No.”

As she spoke, she placed the breakfast on Zhang Siyu’s desk.

“Do you have a mask? I’ll trade you the breakfast for it. Also, you don’t need to bring breakfast starting tomorrow. Thank you.”

Due to the crowded environment, it was fine when it was just her and Ji Qianqian, but today she was exceptionally sensitive to scents.

Her spiritual consciousness, along with the body she transmigrated into, seemed to have been “tainted with celestial energy.” Since her Dantian was shattered and her energy channels were damaged, she couldn’t properly use spiritual energy to block the overpowering mortal scents.

“Yes!” Zhang Siyu hastily offered a bag of masks. A Z-brand breakfast in exchange for a bag of masks—she was making a profit!

Ji Qianqian: …

Is she a monster?

It was fine when she didn’t come over, but as soon as she did, Yan Qing not only put on a mask but also, as if the mask wasn’t enough, unnecessarily covered the mask with her hand.

It was as if her whole body was screaming, “KEEP OUT” and “KEEP AWAY JI QIANQIAN.”

The young lady felt a little hurt inside. Her pheromones were reportedly rose-scented and shouldn’t be unpleasant. Besides, she was also wearing a scent patch today. Was this really necessary?

The interaction between the two quieted the noisy students…

The students in Class Six were secretly observing their interaction, and they couldn’t help but click their tongues in wonder. Because the parties involved were present, they couldn’t gossip freely.

Everyone knew how crazily Yan Qinghe used to pursue Ji Qianqian.

It was said that once during a rain shower, Ji Qianqian accidentally got two mud splatters on the fine tip of her high-heeled shoe when getting out of a car, which she didn’t even notice herself.

The resulting action from Yan Qinghe was utterly shocking.

“May I help you clean it?” she asked humbly, and her actions were even more subservient.

That day, under the gaze of all the students, the tall figure of the Alpha from a distinguished family half-knelt beneath Ji Qianqian’s white skirt. With one hand holding a white wet wipe, and the other carefully lifting the heel of Ji Qianqian’s shoe, she slowly wiped it clean, completely unconcerned about getting herself dirty.

The whole class gasped.

Boys: This… is too much.

Girls: Ah… Yan Qinghe is so sweet.

Ji Qianqian’s Alpha army of admirers: We concede defeat…

The strange thing was that Ji Qianqian seemed to enjoy it immensely.

“Little Sister Qinghe, thank you. You’re really $times$ good.” She lowered her head, seemingly shy, hiding the surprise in her eyes. She spoke words of thanks but gently refused Yan Qinghe’s offer to wipe further.

This was Alpha behavior doing whatever they felt like, regardless of awkwardness. The most moved by this show of affection were probably themselves. Ji Qian felt a strong urge to suppress her disgust.

The students were stunned! This was the ultimate act of groveling.

As an Alpha, she completely abandoned her self-respect, willing to kneel and wipe away two small mud spots on her goddess’s shoe tip.

After this incident, Yan Qinghe’s reputation soared, officially ranking her as the number one admirer in Ji Qianqian’s group of hangers-on.

But today, the roles seemed to have been reversed.

This former admirer not only didn’t bring breakfast but also showed an attitude of clear dislike toward Ji Qianqian.

Even though much time had passed, the minor act of “covering her nose and refusing to get close,” highlighted by the “half-kneeling shoe wiping” incident, became another hallmark event branded in the hearts of the students in Class Six dubbed “The Rebuttal of the Admire.”

The power of gossip is immense, circulating through the buzzing hearts of Hangyu students, who sensitively perceived the possibility of a non-groveling counterattack.

But Yan Qing’s surprises for everyone didn’t stop there.

In class, the Chinese teacher was immersed in his literary world, gesticulating vividly and speaking eloquently. His body stood on the three-foot podium, but his words seemed to pull all the students into his ancient prose universe.

“This student, you! Stand up and tell the teacher what we discussed in this class. Can you recite this ancient text?”

This noticeable girl in the last row was wearing a mask during class, sitting upright with a straight posture, yet her eyes were half-closed, unmoving like a snow capped mountain.

When the teacher called her name, Yan Qing was in meditation, repairing her meridians. Her body was physically sitting in the seat, but her spirit was wandering the cosmos, contemplating the Great Dao. Advancement in the “Dao” would significantly help her improve her mental strength.

However, this didn’t mean she was entirely unaware of the outside world. One scattered thread of spiritual consciousness, less than one percent, maintained awareness of her surroundings. Thus, she had sensed the teacher’s attention before he called her name, but she hadn’t paid it much mind.

Zhang Siyu in front was frantically signaling to her.

“Hehe, I can’t help you with this one,” she secretly mouthed. She couldn’t help with full-text recitation either.

No one in the class would be surprised if Yan Qing couldn’t answer.

Everyone knew that Yan Qinghe, besides being an admirer, was also a failure—a failure in academics.

Her grades were consistently at the bottom of the entire year. Since entering this high school, she had never passed any subject. If not for her family’s power and wealth, she wouldn’t have been able to enter the key class.

Ji Qianqian let out a slight sneer. All the students heard this laugh, which was both coquettish and subtly chilling.

Tsk tsk, it seems Miss Ji was quite offended this time and was enjoying the schadenfreude.

But she was destined to be disappointed again, because Yan Qing not only fluently recited the ancient text but also repeated the teacher’s entire lecture word for word, from the first word upon entering the classroom to the last word before asking the question. She remembered every word the teacher had explained.

Except that the teacher’s emotional words, when repeated in her emotionless, robotic tone, sounded a bit strange.

Everyone was stunned by her memory.

Even the teacher was greatly moved. Looking back, what was wrong with the child closing her eyes in class? She must have been savoring the content of his lecture.

“Awesome!” Zhang Siyu gave her a thumbs-up.

She thought Yan Qing must have previewed the text during the holidays, and the students made the same guess.

But to be able to repeat the teacher’s exact words was truly remarkable.

No one knew that Yan Qing had only just memorized the text. The pause between the teacher asking her to stand up and her opening her mouth only took three seconds for her to memorize it.

She used a cultivator’s technique the “Recapture” method. Just as one might drag the progress bar backward when watching a movie, she activated “Recapture,” fast forwarded through the teacher’s lecture at ten times the speed, and then simply repeated it perfectly with her intelligent mind.

As a cultivator, human curricula were too simple for her.

She was inherently gifted and exceptionally intelligent. The improvement of her spiritual power in the cultivation world had already elevated her intellect, which was already superior, to an equivalent level.

Not only ancient texts, but all subjects like Physics, Chemistry, and English were well within her grasp. Combined with the original host’s memories of being an underachiever, the entire high school curriculum was profoundly simple and incredibly boring, so much so that meditating in her mind was better.

Looking around, was there any transmigrator in the entire ABO world stronger than her?

Even though she was a Sect Master and venerable teacher in her previous life, accustomed to the respect and subservience of her disciples, the young-at-heart Yan Qing still felt a slight sense of pride amidst the astonished murmurs of her “peers” in this new world.

Yan Qing hadn’t expected that after enjoying days of the “underachiever turned genius over a holiday,” “admirer turned prodigy,” and “Great Scholar Yan” halo, she would suddenly become the weakest transmigrator overnight.

Therefore, the one-hundred-year-old young venerable teacher from the immortal realm, after transmigrating into an Alpha high school girl, finally felt her long dormant competitive spirit sparkle brightly.